KING OF POP

With this new information, michael left the bibliothèque with a new mission, find out what happened to Jack anderson. When michael got home, he wasnt sure where to start. He had no experience with the paranormal, and he wasnt good when it came to giving conseil to someone to help them he wasnt very expericenced either. As michael paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do, he remembered the old chest in the room upstairs. Michael made his way upstairs to the room where the old chest was. Once in the room michael walked over to the old chest and was preparing to open it when he suddenly...

Michael Jackson's lama wrecked Freddie Mercury's dreams of recording a hit duet with the King of Pop - because the Queen étoile, star didn't like working in a studio with an overgrown pet.

The tragic Bohemian Rhapsody singer made a friend of Jackson in the early 1980s and the two superstars plotted to work together, but things hit a snag when the Thriller hitmaker insisted on montrer up to work with his llama.

In a new Dvd expose of Mercury's solo career, the late star's manager Jim 'Miami' plage says, "They got on well except for the fact that I suddenly got a call from Freddie, saying, 'Miami, dear,...

It was muggy and couvert, ciel couvert as 28 an old michael jackson pulled up to his new civil war era mansion. The house was two stories high, made of white brick, and surrounded par a canopy of oak trees. Vines growing all around and over its coloums. "This place looks kinda creepy." Michael thought to himself as he made his way up the worn brick pathway leading to the house. When michael walked in the door made a loud creaking noise.

The inside was stunning, michael had just had it fixed up so he could déplacer it. All the hardwood flooring had been restored, a big glorious chandiller hung in the enterance...

I slowly turned around to see the handsome Angel I grew to love, staring at me in the eyes while laying there with nothing but his silky black pajama pants. I was in pure happiness to see that he was home. "Michael! What are toi doing here?" he didn't answer. He just leaned towards me and gave me a slow passionate kiss. I kissed him back as I began to cry seeing and feeling him here at home. I never shut my eyes as we kissed. I wanted to see him. Michael slowly rolled onto me and just kissed me slowly as if this was the last time forever. I didn't mind because I never got tired of his touch....